Chapter 1138 Desperate Battle
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Zhang Ting Bai Xue
The explosive power of the demons was very strong, and those who were caught off guard by the Judgment Angel were directly bitten.
The black demonic energy quickly invaded along the wound.
Any angel soldier contaminated by demonic energy quickly transforms into a demon.
Their pupils turned blood red and they began to launch fierce attacks on their surrounding companions.
"Damn it! There seems to be something wrong with the strength of these demons!"
Presco quickly noticed something.
He looked in a certain direction, and there stood a young man covered in scars.
The young man seemed ordinary, but he gave him a dangerous feeling.
Presco hasn't felt this way in years.
At this time, Bartos also slowly looked at Presco.
"What delicious food! Looks like I'm lucky!"
He licked his lips and said.
The powerful divine power exuding from Presco's body is very conspicuous.
Bartos was deeply attracted.
He wants to eat this delicious food!Even if you pay some price!
Bartos' figure rushed directly towards Prisco.
The terrifying divine power directly squeezes and deforms the surrounding space.
"God-level!"
Presco instantly saw Bartos' strength.
That powerful aura is unmistakable!
He himself is also at the level of a god, so he can see Bartos' strength.
"This time, the demon tribe actually sent a divine king class here!"
Presco suddenly felt invisible pressure enveloping him.
"Come! Fight with me! Then become my food!"
Bartos opened his mouth and said.
He could see that Presco was very strong and qualified to be his opponent.
"Arrogant! Although you are at the level of a god! But I may not be afraid of you!"
Presco has his own pride.
After all, he is at the level of a god. If he doesn't have a bit of arrogance, he won't be able to achieve this level of strength.
Therefore, Bartos' provocative words quickly angered him.
Dazzling holy light bloomed from Him.
"Glory Holy Sword!"
In Presco's hand, a great sword of holy light condensed.
The white wings bloomed, looking very powerful.
"Come on! Evil demons! Repent before the Lord!"
Presco held the Holy Light Sword and slashed towards Bartos.
The sword energy condensed by the holy light burst out with powerful divine power and came to Bartos in an instant.
Faced with the incoming holy light sword energy, Bartos did not dodge at all.
His most powerful ability is to swallow the Great Dao, which can swallow all things.
An attack of this level cannot hurt him at all. If you don't dodge, just swallow it.
The dark bloody mouth opened and swallowed up the holy light sword energy.
"What! He actually swallowed it!"
Presco looked in disbelief.
Although he did not use all his strength in his attack just now.
But even an ordinary god-level king would not dare to bear it.
"Hiccup! It tastes good! Keep going!"
Bartos's face showed a look of great enjoyment.
"Damn it! Don't be too arrogant!"
Presco also saw that Bartos's avenue was devouring.
He simply gave up on divine attacks and chose melee combat.
A sharp sword stood on Bartos' body.
His body, like a dead tree, felt like it would fall apart at any moment.
But in fact, it is extremely hard, and even the weapons condensed by the Holy Light Avenue cannot shake it at all.
"Ugh! Such food! I don't like it very much!"
Bartos said slightly displeased.
He directly stretched out his arm, which was covered with hideous wounds that were stitched together.
That arm seemed thin and weak, but it contained extremely terrifying power.
Bartos whipped Presco, and powerful power burst out instantly.
"Pfft!"
If Presco was hit hard, his body was sent flying out.
He spit out blood from his mouth and looked at Bartosz in horror.
"You! Who are you?"
The terrifying blow just now made Presco wake up completely.
He knew that Bartosz was by no means an ordinary god-king.
This can be seen from the strength gap between the two sides.
"Me! You guys from all races like to call me violent!"
Bartos said with a smile.
"You are one of the top ten demon generals, Violence!"
Presco felt something sounded familiar. After brainstorming, he said with a look of horror.
"Come! Use your strongest attack! Otherwise, you will have no chance!"
Bartosz flexed his muscles.
The cracks on His body could not stop making hunting noises.
An invisible pressure of terror instantly enveloped Presco.
"Hoohoo!"
Presco gasped for air.
Even if Bartos just stood like that, he felt suffocated.
This is the intimidation from the Demon General, and it is enough to make people despair without doing anything.
"What? Too scared to lift the sword?"
Bartos was a little dissatisfied.
He originally thought that the toy in front of him could play with him for a while longer.
But I didn't expect that I would be paralyzed by fear so quickly.
"I am the left wing guard of the Flame Angel Clan! A mere general of the Demon Clan! Have no fear!"
Presco shouted, giving himself strength.
He concentrated all the divine power in his body on the holy sword in his hand.
"Glory Ember World Slash!"
Presco wielded the holy sword and unleashed the most powerful attack in his life.
Because he knew that facing the top ten demon generals, he only had one chance.
That terrifying slash directly emptied the surrounding demonic energy.
Many weaker demons were killed on the spot by the radiant light.
"That's what makes sense!"
Bartos faced the terrifying blow with excitement on his face.
He opened his bloody mouth, and a dark vortex emerged, emitting a terrifying suction force.
Presco's strongest attack was instantly swallowed by the black vortex.
The sword energy was shattered and turned into countless rays of light, gradually disappearing into the black vortex.
"How is that possible! Even His defense can't be broken down!"
Presco looked at the shattered sword energy and fell into despair little by little.
The strongest attack he unleashed was easily blocked by Bartos.
This huge gap in strength made Presco completely desperate.
"Hmm! It's delicious! Since you are so generous, I won't be polite!"
Bartos walked forward.
At this time, Presco was completely enveloped in despair.
Even when Bartosz walked up to him, he didn't react at all.
"Fear-filled food! It should taste good too!"
Bartos licked his lips, opened his bloody mouth, and swallowed Presco.
Crunch!
The sound of chewing flesh and blood kept coming from His body.
“Such delicious food, I haven’t tasted it in a long time!”
Bartos showed an expression of enjoyment.
The divine power in his body is gradually reviving.
The divine power obtained by devouring the God Lord is quite a lot!
"What a pity! The quantity is too small, not enough to eat!"
Bartos shook his head helplessly.
The black demonic energy quickly invaded along the wound.
Any angel soldier contaminated by demonic energy quickly transforms into a demon.
Their pupils turned blood red and they began to launch fierce attacks on their surrounding companions.
"Damn it! There seems to be something wrong with the strength of these demons!"
Presco quickly noticed something.
He looked in a certain direction, and there stood a young man covered in scars.
The young man seemed ordinary, but he gave him a dangerous feeling.
Presco hasn't felt this way in years.
At this time, Bartos also slowly looked at Presco.
"What delicious food! Looks like I'm lucky!"
He licked his lips and said.
The powerful divine power exuding from Presco's body is very conspicuous.
Bartos was deeply attracted.
He wants to eat this delicious food!Even if you pay some price!
Bartos' figure rushed directly towards Prisco.
The terrifying divine power directly squeezes and deforms the surrounding space.
"God-level!"
Presco instantly saw Bartos' strength.
That powerful aura is unmistakable!
He himself is also at the level of a god, so he can see Bartos' strength.
"This time, the demon tribe actually sent a divine king class here!"
Presco suddenly felt invisible pressure enveloping him.
"Come! Fight with me! Then become my food!"
Bartos opened his mouth and said.
He could see that Presco was very strong and qualified to be his opponent.
"Arrogant! Although you are at the level of a god! But I may not be afraid of you!"
Presco has his own pride.
After all, he is at the level of a god. If he doesn't have a bit of arrogance, he won't be able to achieve this level of strength.
Therefore, Bartos' provocative words quickly angered him.
Dazzling holy light bloomed from Him.
"Glory Holy Sword!"
In Presco's hand, a great sword of holy light condensed.
The white wings bloomed, looking very powerful.
"Come on! Evil demons! Repent before the Lord!"
Presco held the Holy Light Sword and slashed towards Bartos.
The sword energy condensed by the holy light burst out with powerful divine power and came to Bartos in an instant.
Faced with the incoming holy light sword energy, Bartos did not dodge at all.
His most powerful ability is to swallow the Great Dao, which can swallow all things.
An attack of this level cannot hurt him at all. If you don't dodge, just swallow it.
The dark bloody mouth opened and swallowed up the holy light sword energy.
"What! He actually swallowed it!"
Presco looked in disbelief.
Although he did not use all his strength in his attack just now.
But even an ordinary god-level king would not dare to bear it.
"Hiccup! It tastes good! Keep going!"
Bartos's face showed a look of great enjoyment.
"Damn it! Don't be too arrogant!"
Presco also saw that Bartos's avenue was devouring.
He simply gave up on divine attacks and chose melee combat.
A sharp sword stood on Bartos' body.
His body, like a dead tree, felt like it would fall apart at any moment.
But in fact, it is extremely hard, and even the weapons condensed by the Holy Light Avenue cannot shake it at all.
"Ugh! Such food! I don't like it very much!"
Bartos said slightly displeased.
He directly stretched out his arm, which was covered with hideous wounds that were stitched together.
That arm seemed thin and weak, but it contained extremely terrifying power.
Bartos whipped Presco, and powerful power burst out instantly.
"Pfft!"
If Presco was hit hard, his body was sent flying out.
He spit out blood from his mouth and looked at Bartosz in horror.
"You! Who are you?"
The terrifying blow just now made Presco wake up completely.
He knew that Bartosz was by no means an ordinary god-king.
This can be seen from the strength gap between the two sides.
"Me! You guys from all races like to call me violent!"
Bartos said with a smile.
"You are one of the top ten demon generals, Violence!"
Presco felt something sounded familiar. After brainstorming, he said with a look of horror.
"Come! Use your strongest attack! Otherwise, you will have no chance!"
Bartosz flexed his muscles.
The cracks on His body could not stop making hunting noises.
An invisible pressure of terror instantly enveloped Presco.
"Hoohoo!"
Presco gasped for air.
Even if Bartos just stood like that, he felt suffocated.
This is the intimidation from the Demon General, and it is enough to make people despair without doing anything.
"What? Too scared to lift the sword?"
Bartos was a little dissatisfied.
He originally thought that the toy in front of him could play with him for a while longer.
But I didn't expect that I would be paralyzed by fear so quickly.
"I am the left wing guard of the Flame Angel Clan! A mere general of the Demon Clan! Have no fear!"
Presco shouted, giving himself strength.
He concentrated all the divine power in his body on the holy sword in his hand.
"Glory Ember World Slash!"
Presco wielded the holy sword and unleashed the most powerful attack in his life.
Because he knew that facing the top ten demon generals, he only had one chance.
That terrifying slash directly emptied the surrounding demonic energy.
Many weaker demons were killed on the spot by the radiant light.
"That's what makes sense!"
Bartos faced the terrifying blow with excitement on his face.
He opened his bloody mouth, and a dark vortex emerged, emitting a terrifying suction force.
Presco's strongest attack was instantly swallowed by the black vortex.
The sword energy was shattered and turned into countless rays of light, gradually disappearing into the black vortex.
"How is that possible! Even His defense can't be broken down!"
Presco looked at the shattered sword energy and fell into despair little by little.
The strongest attack he unleashed was easily blocked by Bartos.
This huge gap in strength made Presco completely desperate.
"Hmm! It's delicious! Since you are so generous, I won't be polite!"
Bartos walked forward.
At this time, Presco was completely enveloped in despair.
Even when Bartosz walked up to him, he didn't react at all.
"Fear-filled food! It should taste good too!"
Bartos licked his lips, opened his bloody mouth, and swallowed Presco.
Crunch!
The sound of chewing flesh and blood kept coming from His body.
“Such delicious food, I haven’t tasted it in a long time!”
Bartos showed an expression of enjoyment.
The divine power in his body is gradually reviving.
The divine power obtained by devouring the God Lord is quite a lot!
"What a pity! The quantity is too small, not enough to eat!"
Bartos shook his head helplessly.
